Music Connections... What's to Become of a Mockingbird What’s to Become of the Mockingbird by Angie Heimann Lyrics to the song: In a courtroom in a southern town Watchers white and black and brown Come to see the falling down Of a mockingbird They won’t uproot a lie so old With so much history to uphold No matter how the truth is told Against a white man’s word And so the mockingbird is caged A sacrifice for day and age To bring the turning of a page Not just yet, but more near it What’s to become of a mockingbird Singing so sweet in the tree When’s this world gonna be a place Where the innocent go free High up in the balcony Nesting as if in a tree Two eggs among the ebony In danger of the fall But they won’t break despite the spill A father’s firm unbending will Cushions where the fall would kill Innocence and all He who would protect his young He who would have justice done Draws the truth which must be sung But cannot make them hear it What’s to become of a mockingbird Singing so sweet in the tree When’s this world gonna be a place Where the innocent go free The path is never clean or sterile Seeking justice invites peril Unleashing beasts rabid and feral Loose upon our streets A father, though he aims the best Preparing them for trial and test Must let the young ones leave the nest Their own wings for to beat When their little world is shaken A friend who know the feel of breaking Comes out in time to stop the taking Of their precious songs What’s to become of a mockingbird Singing so sweet in the tree When’s this world gonna be a place Where the innocent go free
"Mrs. Dubose" by Drive By Truckers
Drive By Truckers: Mrs. Dubose Lyrics Songwriters: John Michael Cooley; Earl Clenton Hicks Iii; Patterson Hood; Rob Malone; Bradley Scott Morgan Jupiter mules oh, the kickin' out all the stops Newfangled dogs danglin' stars from her eyelids She can't read between the lies anymore Lord, help her rise just one more time if you can So still the children read to her till she opens up her hands When my body dies will you remember my name? When my body dies will you remember my name? Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower There you're all dead inside, so withered and insane Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower You got the death, the dust and the opium runnin' through Runnin' through, run through your veins So black maid stays 'cause she's paid to be around Condemned and scared for all she knows So you better look at the road when you pass She gonna fix you with that evil eye Unless you're holdin' your old man's hand You better pass on by, you better pass on by When my body dies will you remember my name? Lord, when my body dies will you remember my name? Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower There you're all dead inside, so withered and insane So, oh, Mrs. Dubose, yeah, you were such a flower You got the death, the dust and the opium runnin' through Runnin' through your veins
What's to Become of a Mockingbird
What’s to Become of the Mockingbird by Angie Heimann
Lyrics to the song:
In a courtroom in a southern town
Watchers white and black and brown
Come to see the falling down
Of a mockingbird
They won’t uproot a lie so old
With so much history to uphold
No matter how the truth is told
Against a white man’s word
And so the mockingbird is caged
A sacrifice for day and age
To bring the turning of a page
Not just yet, but more near it
What’s to become of a mockingbird
Singing so sweet in the tree
When’s this world gonna be a place
Where the innocent go free
High up in the balcony
Nesting as if in a tree
Two eggs among the ebony
In danger of the fall
But they won’t break despite the spill
A father’s firm unbending will
Cushions where the fall would kill
Innocence and all
He who would protect his young
He who would have justice done
Draws the truth which must be sung
But cannot make them hear it
What’s to become of a mockingbird
Singing so sweet in the tree
When’s this world gonna be a place
Where the innocent go free
The path is never clean or sterile
Seeking justice invites peril
Unleashing beasts rabid and feral
Loose upon our streets
A father, though he aims the best
Preparing them for trial and test
Must let the young ones leave the nest
Their own wings for to beat
When their little world is shaken
A friend who know the feel of breaking
Comes out in time to stop the taking
Of their precious songs
What’s to become of a mockingbird
Singing so sweet in the tree
When’s this world gonna be a place
Where the innocent go free
"Mrs. Dubose" by Drive By Truckers
Drive By Truckers: Mrs. Dubose Lyrics
Songwriters: John Michael Cooley; Earl Clenton Hicks Iii; Patterson Hood; Rob Malone; Bradley Scott Morgan
Jupiter mules oh, the kickin' out all the stops
Newfangled dogs danglin' stars from her eyelids
She can't read between the lies anymore
Lord, help her rise just one more time if you can
So still the children read to her till she opens up her hands
When my body dies will you remember my name?
When my body dies will you remember my name?
Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower
There you're all dead inside, so withered and insane
Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower
You got the death, the dust and the opium runnin' through
Runnin' through, run through your veins
So black maid stays 'cause she's paid to be around
Condemned and scared for all she knows
So you better look at the road when you pass
She gonna fix you with that evil eye
Unless you're holdin' your old man's hand
You better pass on by, you better pass on by
When my body dies will you remember my name?
Lord, when my body dies will you remember my name?
Oh, Mrs. Dubose you were such a flower
There you're all dead inside, so withered and insane
So, oh, Mrs. Dubose, yeah, you were such a flower
You got the death, the dust and the opium runnin' through
Runnin' through your veins